Top 100 Quotes About Petals
#3. I focused very hard on the dead geranium in his line of vision. I thought if I could make it bloom he would have his answer. In my heaven it bloomed. In my heaven geranium petals swirled in eddies up to my waist. On Earth nothing happened ... I stood alone in a sea of bright petals.
Alice Sebold
#4. I'll never forget what burning roses look like. All those scarlet petals turning incandescent and furious. Like the last fl are of the sun before an eclipse swallows it from the sky.
Roshani Chokshi
#5. When I was in junior high I read a lot of Danielle Steele. So I always assumed that the day I got engaged I'd be naked, covered in rose petals, and sleeping with the brother of the man who'd kidnapped me.
Jenny Lawson
#6. You are a cosmic flower. Om chanting is the process of opening the psychic petals of that flower.
Amit Ray
#7. We will not open healed wounds!"
"My wounds are not healed!" I stated just as firmly. "They will never be healed until justice is done!
V.C. Andrews
#8. The traveller in the read-brown clothes that he wears that dust may not show upon him, the girl searching in her bed for the petals fallen from the wreath of her royal lover, the servant or the bride awaiting the master's home-coming in the empty house, are images of the heart turning to God.
Rabindranath Tagore
#9. Rose petals of a thousand shades fall from the trees as Golds fight beneath them. They're all red in the end.
Pierce Brown
#10. I could hear you, talking to the daffodils and tulips, whispering to the fairies that lived inside their petals. Each separate flower had a different family inside it.
Lucy Christopher
#11. You can find me on the moon waxing and waning. My heart full of petals, every single one begging 'Love me, love me, love me. Whoever I am. Whoever I become.'
Andrea Gibson
#12. Fine. Will you thrust your turgid manroot into my dewy petals?
N.M. Silber
#13. And then something blossomed deep within and opened almost like the multitude petals of a rose, pushing back the tension in rippling waves as they bloomed until she surrendered to relaxation with a soft exclamation of surprise
Mary Balogh
#14. A MAN FINDS happiness so fleetingly, like the petals melting off a prairie rose. Even as you touch that feeling it dries up, leaving only the dust of that emotion, a powder of hope.
Louise Erdrich
#15. On the walk, like shredded lovely flesh, were the petals of the last gallant rose.
Sinclair Lewis
#16. When wine drinkers tell me they taste notes of cherries, tobacco and rose petals, usually all I can detect is a whole lot of jackass.
Joel Stein
#17. Think beyond the vase! If you have a vase of flowers on a dining table for a quick dinner party, think about scattering flower petals, leaves, or even fruit along the tabletop.
Clinton Smith
#18. No bought potpourri is so pleasant as that made from ones own garden, for the petals of the flowers one has gathered at home hold the sunshine and memories of summer, and of past summers only the sunny days should be remembered.
Eleanour Sinclair Rohde
#19. The mint from your breath, the milk from your breast, the best of your mind, now in its worst state of condition. From the womb to the tomb, as a mild flower, you break your petals upon blossom, and seize death openly. Leaving your fragrance to spin and dance, one last time before being blown away.
Anthony Liccione
#20. When the present stung her, she sought her antidote in the future, which was as sure to hold achievement as the dying flower to hold the fruit when its petals wither.
Elspeth Huxley
#21. The tiniest of earthquakes seemed to rustle through him, the kind that shakes petals off flowers, as Justen became aware of the gulf between what he was supposed to feel for Persis Blake and what he actually did.
Diana Peterfreund
#22. When the petals fall
Say it is beautiful and good, say it is well
May Sarton
#23. Some people are like thorns. But you have to let them be thorns, because thorns can't turn into petals. The trick is not letting them prick you; never let a thorn prick you!
C. JoyBell C.
#24. Kiss me as if you made believe
You were not sure this eve,
How my face, your flower, had pursed
It's petals up ...
Robert Browning
#25. Yes. He. Was. Just. Here. Spreading his goodwill and love all around Max's entryway. It's a wonder there aren't cherubs flying around sprinkling rose petals and rainbows erupting through the windows, an aftermath of his delightful visit.
Kristen Ashley
#26. What is so marvelous about living today is that it is possible to extend, like a flower, spreading petals in all directions.
Carolyn Kizer
#27. Oh, sleep that dreams, and dream that never tires, press from the petals of the lotus flower something of this to keep, the essence of an hour.
F Scott Fitzgerald
#28. I think, therefore I am. My fingers that caress these rose and frangipani petals are a result of my thoughts. I feel content, tender. I feel entranced, ecstatic and besotted by the fragrance of the flowers and this is because of my thoughts.
Mohamed Latiff Mohamed
#29. No self-respecting cat wants to have its subtle personal odor masked by overtones of lavender or rose petals.
Nicholas Dodman
#30. They looked for all the world like miniaturized rose petals drained of their color. These pale petals were gathering in the wind like flocking birds - thousands of them, like a spring snowstorm.
John Green
#31. I watched the jealousy between them grow, and felt it was none of my fault
only Momma's! As everything wrong in my life was her fault.
V.C. Andrews
#32. Maybe that was what millions could do
nail a satisfied smirk to one's face.
V.C. Andrews
#33. The flowers never waste their sweetness on the desert air or, for that matter, on the jungle air. In fact, they waste it only when nobody except a human being is there to smell it. It is for the bugs and a few birds, not for men, that they dye their petals or waft their scents.
Joseph Wood Krutch
#34. You say I resemble a flower; I partly agree; My brain is governed by black petals of burnt daisies
Anne Sexton
#35. She is holding on tight to this talk of flowers, as I did before, when I was afraid and alone. If you sing and speak of blooms and petals that come back after a long time of being winter-still, you don't have to think about things that don't.
Ally Condie
#36. Geric," she called. He turned back around. "What kind of flowers were they?" "I don't rightly know," he said. He made faltering gestures with his hands, forming their size and shape from the air. "They were yellow, and smallish, and had lots of petals." "Thank you," she said. "They were beautiful.
Shannon Hale
#37. I don't need rose petals and moonshine. It's three in the afternoon on a Thursday, and I will die if you don't kiss me.
Ava Gray
#38. In all cases love was a strong emotion, not easily contained once it was unleashed. I realized now that love was like a blossoming flower that continually added more and more petals. But there was no end point. There was no full bloom. It went on forever. Growing, strengthening.
Rachel Hawthorne
#39. What he had not understood, before battle, was that time could become a ribbon to be looped and pinned back to its center, the petals of a black rosette. I
Chris Cleave
#40. She said, these dead petals,
honey, brought me here
Tori Amos
#41. In your body is the garden of flowers. Take your seat on the thousand petals of the lotus, and there gaze on the Infinite Beauty.
Rabindranath Tagore
#42. She appreciated his protection, of course, but she was not sure if she wanted to be looked at ... as if she were fragile. A thing to hold gingerly, as one holds a delicate rose, careful not to bump its silken petals lest they should spill to the floor.
Michelle Zink
#43. Then the wind came in with Bart and blew the vase of roses from the table. I stood and stared down at the crystal pieces and the petals scattered about. Why was the wind always trying to tell me something? Something I didn't want to hear!
V.C. Andrews
#44. Holy Hecate, petals, branches, and breath," Tamani swore, his face lined with concern. "You can do that?
Aprilynne Pike
#46. Even when you tear its petals off one after another,
the rose keeps laughing and doesn't bend in pain.
"Why should I be afflicted because of a thorn?
It is the thorn which taught me how to laugh."
Whatever you lost through fate,
be certain that it saved you from pain.
Rumi
#47. Runes, runes, runes ... Runes. An inverted Algiz rune. The caption next to it said "Chernobog." The Black God. Right. Of course, it wouldn't be Chernobog, God of Morning Dew on the Rose Petals, but a woman could always hope.
Ilona Andrews
#48. A book should be a garden that fits in the hands. Word-petals of color. Stems of strength. roots of truth. Turn a page and turn the seasons. Read the sentence and enjoy the roses.
Max Lucado
#49. Roses have both petals and thorns, my dark flower. You needn't believe something weak because it appears delicate. Show the world your bravery.
Kerri Maniscalco
#50. Yep, that's me. I know. I know. You're humbled I'm here, feel like throwing rose petals at my feet, blah, blah, blah. No need, though. Just try and think of me as a normal guy
-William
Gena Showalter
#51. Men have feelings too, you know. You bruise the petals of my manflower.
Libba Bray
#52. The blue vault was far,that we couldn't clasp a meaning,since my thought joined her like Raindrop upon her petals.
Nithin Purple
#53. He was from a fantasy where fairies and pixies danced through the woods and slept in dewy beds of twigs and petals. He was a creature unlike anything poets or philosophers could conjure up. He was born from alchemy, created by twisting storm clouds and rays of sunshine together.
Nash Summers
#54. We wouldn't ask why a rose that grew from the concrete for having damaged petals, in turn, we would all celebrate its tenacity, we would all love its will to reach the sun, well, we are the roses, this is the concrete and these are my damaged petals, dont ask me why, thank god, and ask me how
Tupac Shakur
#56. The heavens opened for the sunset to-night. When I had thought the day folded and sealed, came a burst of heavenly bright petals.
Katherine Mansfield
#57. The poem doesn't have stanzas, it has a body, the poem doesn't have lines,/ it has blood, the poem is not written with letters, it's written/ with grains of sand and kisses, petals and moments, shouts and/ uncertainties.
Jose Luis Peixoto
#58. Mother used to say, "Roses have both petals and thorns, my dark flower. You needn't believe something weak because it appears delicate. Show the world your bravery." Mother
Kerri Maniscalco
#59. Everyone was a rose but even more complex than a mere flower. Everyone was made up of infinitely layered petals. And everyone had something indescribably precious at the heart of their being.
No one was shallow. Not really.
Mary Balogh
#60. The delicate thought, that cannot find expression, For ruder speech too fair, That, like thy petals, trembles in possession, And scatters on the air.
Bret Harte
#61. If I wasn't certain you were bigger than my thumb, I should've guessed your dress was fashioned from rose petals and spiders' web.
Jessica Brockmole
#62. Fate is but a dying wish ... Of a world that is beyond control. Like a single lotus flower, the future blossoms; Upon its petals, two people shall be free.
Youka Nitta
#63. we wouldn't ask why a rose with damaged petals
Tupac Shakur
#64. I donned my armor, lining my eyes with kohl until they were dark as death and patting crushed rose petals on my lips until they were scarlet as blood.
Roshani Chokshi
#65. There was so much feeling in the world. So much sadness. So much longing. So much joy. Everything had a soul. The petals of flowers. The mice of the field. The clouds and rain and the bare limbs of trees. All
Justin Cronin
#66. What matters is that life is good. It has a lovely texture, like some rich cloth or fur, or the petals of flowers, and everything else worthwhile. And that's as true for the last man as the first.
Fritz Leiber
#67. In your
Curled petals what ghosts
Of blue headlands and seas,
What perfumed immortal breath sighing
Of Greece.
Adelaide Crapsey
#68. Because the soul is like a flower that folds its petals when dark comes, and breathes not its fragrance into the phantoms of the night.
Kahlil Gibran
#69. All my tips and tricks and woes and worries are gong to come tumbling out before you. I'm going to divulge them. What a juicy work that is, 'divulge.' Truth opening its petals. Truth smells like Chinese food and sweat.
Nicholson Baker
#70. You cannot disturb the tiniest petal of a flower without the troubling of a distant star.
Arthur Eddington
#71. When the petals of the heart unfold fragrance spreads across the valley.
Amit Ray
#72. She felt vaguely upset and unsettled. She was suddenly tired of outworn dreams. And in the garden the petals of the last red rose were scattered by a sudden little wind. Summer was over
it was Autumn.
L.M. Montgomery
#73. When a breeze blew, petals rained down on my upturned face, and I stopped and gasped, stunned by the beauty and sadness.
Ruth Ozeki
#74. I will say to all the fellas out there that, seriously, I am a setup. I'm just like rose petals. I'm like incense. I'm a background thing for you when you do your thing with your lady. I'm a friend, only assisting you in your lurve machinations. So have no fear of me, people.
Maxwell
#75. So travel with me, beyond the small illusions. Dance with me among the clouds, where infinite dreams show not-yet-discovered truths of being. Let the wind whisper passionately against your mouth, inhale deep the endless creativity, dance with the fluttering petals of my spirits concerto.
Cheri Bauer
#76. wakened by pain
from a dream of pain
I wipe the sweat
and rose petals
scatter
Shiki Masaoka
#77. For this freedom I have given all I had For this darkness I gave my light For this wisdom I have lost my innocence Take my petals And cover me with the night
Emilie Autumn
#78. the literary equivalent of tearing the petals off and grinding them up and running the goo through a spectrometer to explain why a rose smells so pretty.
David Foster Wallace
#79. Water surrounds the lotus flower, but does not wet its petals.
Gautama Buddha
#80. She was a rare white rose in a kingdom of thorns, and she wouldn't let anyone stain her petals red.
Alex Johnson
#81. It's quite amazing what 3D is doing to movies. Just simple things like a paper plane flying at you or flower petals fluttering about are wonderful.
Kou Shibasaki
#82. The tragedy of journalism lies in its impermanence; the very topicality which gives it brilliance condemns it to an early death. Too often it is a process of flinging bright balloons in the path of the hurricane, a casting of priceless petals upon the rushing surface of a stream.
Vera Brittain
#83. Daisies, just starting to close their petals, littered the grass like fallen stars.
Kate Chopin
#84. Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them
Munia Khan
#85. He smells like night-blooming flowers
Crushed, juicy petals on the pillows
His voice is full of ocean
Humming like the surf
He kneels before me like I am his goddess
He is a god
Francesca Lia Block
#86. Look at her. She does blossom under kindness. Just like a rose, opening her petals.
Sylvain Reynard
#87. Her body was wrapped in shadows like moth wings, like rose-petals.
Stephen King
#88. One who has never known the turbulence of life, in whom the petals of the mysterious flower within have never opened; such a one may seem happy, may seem a saint, his single track mind may impress the multitude with its power - but he is ill equipped for life's true adventure into the infinite.
Rabindranath Tagore
#89. The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet black bough.
Ezra Pound
#90. Some people are like fragile petals, and they don't recover from hardship. Do we blame the petal? Or do we excuse its fragility and mourn its loss?
Aleksandra Layland
#91. The bud of a rose grows in darkness. It knows nothing of the sun, yet it pushes at the darkness that confines it until at last the walls give way and the rose bursts forth, spreading its petals into the light. I love him.
Donna Woolfolk Cross
#92. Stop shoving things up me. Stop shoving and stop cleaning it up. My vagina doesn't need to be cleaned up. It smells good already. Not like rose petals. Don't try to decorate.
Eve Ensler
#93. When he reached the last hole he saw, far to the west, a series of rockets bloom in the sky. He watched their green and yellow and red petals arch across the horizon, and fade into the gloom of the earth. It was very beautiful, but he recognized them for Chinese rockets.
Pat Frank
#94. There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, ...
Alfred Lord Tennyson
#95. You are beautiful! Like the dew on rose petals, your beauty glistens and shines. Like the raindrops on eyelids, your beauty, forever defined. For those that can see you, they find beauty so rare. For those that receive you, find love in your care. Forever beautiful, Yes you are. You are beautiful!
Lorna Jackie Wilson
#96. Spirituality is a flower with a thousand petals: every act, every thought, every talk, every movement of our heart is a part of it.
Robert Muller
#97. Jenna and Vix laughed at that and, after making me promise to hang out with them tomorrow, practically waltzed out the door. I felt like there should have been rainbows and rose petals in their wake or something.
Ugh. That was catty.
Rachel Hawkins
#98. Do thou smile like the rose at loss and gain; For the rose, though its petals be torn asunder, Still smiles on, and it is never cast down.
Rumi
#99. He's standing in a cluster of black T-shirts - together, they look like the wilted petals on a single dead flower.
Holly Schindler
#100. At the gray tea hour there were always rooms that throbbed incessantly with this low, sweet fever, while fresh faces drifted here and there like rose petals blown by the sad horns around the floor.
F Scott Fitzgerald
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